Audioslave

He was standing at the rock
Gathering the fog
Getting there with no directions
And underneath the arch
Turned into a march
And there he found a spot to set this fucker on
Set if off
Set it on my children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off my children
Allright
Set it off
Set it on my children
Set it fire
Set it off
Set it on my children
Suddenly a shot
Ripped into his heart
He needed some attention
And there he played his card
Going into shock
The last thing that he said was set this fucker on
Set if off
Set it on my children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off my children